Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi lingered at the gate for a long time, and went back to see Erdi several times. However, every time she went in, she would be ridiculed by him. Jingzhi was so angry that she grabbed his hand and bit it again, but she didn't dare to bite it harder.

If the sickly little thing gets bitten, she will be the one who feels bad.

Seeing the miserable state of their former boss, everyone in the troupe was too embarrassed to eat anymore. They had all returned in groups of three or four, but Liang Zan and Tongcai were nowhere to be found. She was so anxious that she even climbed to the highest point and stood on Le Fengnian's lantern board.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Le Fengnian's movements had all subsided and everyone had fallen asleep for a long time. She then heard a burst of panting sounds and an old man's helpless complaint:

"Hey young man, put me down. I'm old, not lame. I can walk."

"Heh—heh—at your snail's pace, by the time you get to Lefengnian, heh—my master will—oh, I won't tell you anymore, it's right up ahead!"

This voice - is... Liang Zan!

Jingzhi lightly tapped her feet, swooped down from the signboard, and flew straight towards the figure who was running laboriously not far away.

Liang Zan finally ran to the clinic, kidnapped the doctor who was about to fall asleep, and ran for a long time carrying him and a large medicine box. He was extremely tired this time, and his steps felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, but he did not dare to stop, for fear that if he was a step too late, his future master would be gone.

Just when his lungs were about to explode and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood, a figure fell from the sky.

Before he could react, a bare hand grabbed the collar of the old man behind him, turned around and rushed into Le Fengnian.

Liang Zan stared blankly at the two people who disappeared rapidly. It took him a long time to realize that it was Jingzhi.

He couldn't help but look at the signboard seven or eight meters above the ground, then at the dark entrance to the stage. Only one thought came to his mind -

Her Qinggong skills are really good, why not... find her and become her apprentice?!

Just as he was thinking this, Erdi's face as beautiful as gold paper appeared in his mind again. Liang Zan raised his sore hand and slapped himself hard.

What are you thinking!

Is now the time to think about this?

He gritted his teeth and ran inside again.

As soon as I entered the inner room, I saw Erdi lying on the bed in the moonlight outside the window, sweating profusely. The doctor who had just been there was taking her pulse with a serious face, while Jingzhi was lingering beside her, asking a few questions from time to time:

"Doctor, how is it? Did you find anything?"

Liang Zan rushed over, half-knelt at the head of Erdi's bed, looked at him apologetically, and almost pushed the doctor sitting next to him under the stool.

"Brother Di, how do you feel?"

Jingzhi rolled her eyes at him:

"Hold it, hold it, stop making noise!"

The doctor rolled his eyes at her:

"Don't make any noise, it's making me confused!"

The two of them shut up in disappointment.

The doctor moved his butt forward and placed his fingers on Erdi's pulse. The longer he worked, the lower his brows became, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face from time to time. Finally, he sighed.

Liang Zan and Jingzhi's moods fluctuated with his expression. Seeing that he actually sighed, their hearts finally sank to the bottom.

"How's it going?" x2

The doctor looked at the two people who spoke in unison speechlessly. He withdrew his hand, opened his medicine box, but instead of taking out the medicine, he took out a piece of rice paper.

"Do you have any pen and ink?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get it!" Liang Zan rushed out like a gust of wind, and came back in less than 10 seconds.

The atmosphere inside was very solemn. He didn't dare to breathe heavily, but held his breath slightly and asked:

"How is my brother Di? Tell me."

The doctor glanced at Jingzhi who was grinding, then observed Erdi's expression, then sighed and said slowly:

"His illness is a long-standing asthma. I can only treat the symptoms. I'll prescribe him a prescription first, but I'm a little suspicious."

Liang Zan leaned in front of the old man who was writing a prescription with ink and asked, "What's the doubt?"

The old man glanced at Jingzhi who had finished grinding and walked to the other side before saying:

"I just took his pulse. The illness should have occurred more than half an hour ago. Logically, he should be weaker at this time, but his pulse is strong and doesn't seem to be seriously ill."

Liang Zan glanced at Jingzhi for some unknown reason, but saw her sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, her eyelids closed, her emotions completely concealed.

He couldn't tell for a moment if it was her doing, so he could only ask again:

"Is it because my brother Di is so skilled that his pulse is so stable?"

The doctor shook his head and said:

"I don't know, but it's always a good thing in a bad situation."

Liang Zan was deflated, frowning as he looked at Erdi, who was coughing from time to time on the bed, and said:

"Master, it's all my fault."

Jingzhi: "You're the one to blame! Why are you stirring up trouble? I told you this morning that he caught a cold last night while applying medicine on you. Didn't you know that?"

Erdi silently raised her eyes and looked at her twice, but did not refute. Then she lowered her eyes and looked at Liang Zan:

"I don't recognize the word 'Master'. I won't accept you as my disciple at all."

Liang Zan bowed his body in dismay:

"If I hadn't been beaten, I wouldn't have forced you to fight. If you hadn't fought, Ni Fei wouldn't have come. If you hadn't brought Ni Fei here, you wouldn't have fought him. If you hadn't fought him, you wouldn't have relapsed. If your old illness hadn't relapsed, you—"

"Shut up!"

Erdi and Liang Zan looked at Jingzhi at the same time.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked at Erdi with an apologetic look:

"It's all my fault. If only I hadn't gone out that night."

Liang Zan: "Which night?"

Erdi glanced at her red eyes imperceptibly, then turned to glare at Liang Zan:

"Shut up! If you keep bringing up old things like this, it would be better if you didn't come out, then nothing would happen, you idiot!"

Seeing that they were about to quarrel, the doctor quickly finished writing the last few words, then blew on the wet ink and said:

"The prescription is ready. Who will take it to the pharmacy to get it filled?"

Jingzhi: "Give it to me, I'm fast."

Liang Zan curled his lips:

"Do you know where the pharmacy is? You should stay. You just drank some wine and were exposed to the wind. You may not feel anything, but your complexion now is comparable to Di Ge's."

Jingzhi: "You!!"

Erdi waved her hand feebly at Liang Zan: "You go."

Liang Zan: "Okay, doctor, let's go, I'll take you back first!"

The doctor took a step back in fear: "I, I can walk by myself!"

Liang Zan curled his lips again: "I know~"

After the two left.

Jingzhi's mind relaxed suddenly, and he felt dizzy. He drank alcohol without eating a single bite of food at night, and now he felt his stomach churning and his face became even paler.

Erdi waved at her when she saw this:

"You go and rest too."

Jingzhi rubbed her brows, but pursed her lips tightly, staring at him stubbornly:

"No, I'm just going to watch you."

"……up to you."

He looked at her expressionlessly, then closed his eyes silently, but his hands hidden in the quilt were clenched tightly.

Seeing him like this again, Jingzhi felt a little dejected, but her head hurt more and more, and a dizzying feeling rushed straight to the top of her head.

She forced herself to stay awake, moved his screen to the foot of the bed, moved Liang Zan's small bed closer, and then lay on her side with her clothes on. Only then did she feel a little better.

She stared at Erdi's profile without blinking, and suddenly remembered his gentle tone before the fight.

She couldn't help but quietly reach out to grab his big hand that was exposed outside the quilt.

The moment she held it, Erdi suddenly opened her eyes.

"Snapped!"

Jingzhi retracted her hand, covering the red back of her hand. The corners of her mouth drooped instantly, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes:

"Liang Erdi, do you like me or not?"

Erdi's hands clutched the sheet tightly under her body, her jaw clenched tightly, but she turned her face away and laughed:

"Why, are you trying to blackmail me with your kindness?"

Her tears finally wet the pillowcase. Jingzhi gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and made a final attempt:

"Liang Erdi, I'll only say this once... I like you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Erdi suddenly closed her eyes, turned around, and faced Jingzhi with her back. After a long while, she said lightly:

"I... don't like you."

It was extremely difficult for him to say the word of refusal. Every time he uttered a word, his heart ached more. When he had said it all, his heart felt empty, then relieved, and then a dense pain as if being bitten by thousands of insects surged into his heart.

fair enough……

With his broken body, he can't drag others down anymore...

A surge of heat surged up from his closed eyes. He gnashed his teeth until they bled before he could hold back the tears that were surging like a sea.

Jingzhi couldn't help it, her breathing became rapid, and tears fell like beads from a broken string, dripping onto the pillowcase, wetting a large area and freezing her cheeks.

She stared at the back of his head for a long time, and with shaking hands, as if to say a final goodbye, she gently pulled at his pigtail that had fallen on the bed.

She said in a choked voice:

"Er Di... this is the last time I'll pull your braids. From now on, I won't have any illusions about you anymore... Don't worry."

After saying that, she withdrew her hand, took one last look at the back of his head, and simply turned around, curling up her legs and hugging herself tightly.

Erdi on the other side quietly pulled back the pigtail behind her back. She pulled it so quickly that the pigtail was already cold, not even leaving a trace of warmth for him.

She used very little force, and if she hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have felt it at all.

At this moment, Erdi felt that it would be more satisfying to give him a hard pull.

His fingers stroked her braids, unwilling to let go for a long time. He heard her gradually even breathing, mixed with a few sobs. He sighed softly and slowly, turned around quietly, and looked at her sleeping posture where she hugged her knees tightly as if she was insecure. His heart was soft and painful.

He quietly propped himself up and wanted to cover her with his own quilt, but was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he simply pulled Liang Zan's quilt and covered her gently.

When covering her, he didn't dare to cover her neatly. He just lightly covered a corner of her abdomen, pretending that she had pulled it over herself unconsciously.

Only then did he feel relieved and stared at the small part of her profile.

There were still traces of tears on her cheek, extending all the way down and wetting the small mole on the side of her neck.

Erdi raised her hand and gently stroked the air, as if to wipe away the tears.

After a long time, he let it go weakly, closed his eyes tiredly and rested.